196: Chapter 196 Love, is it wrong?

Chapter 196 Love, is it wrong?

When we got out of the car at the entrance of the hospital, I felt my feet soften. I grabbed the sleeves of the An Qingze in front of me. 2

An Qingze turned around and looked at me. My hand trembled uncontrollably." An Qingze, I'm afraid." I said.

An Qingze grabbed my hand and comforted," It's fine. I' ll accompany you. Besides, I don't know what's going on. I'm afraid now. How can I do that?"

I nodded and followed An Qingze in. I heard him ask Qi Mo where his name was, but I couldn't hear much. I was too nervous and scared. I felt cold sweat trickling down my back. The last time Lin Anru looked at me, he could still remember it. She hated me to the bone and wanted to kill me immediately. I knew this very well, so I was even more worried about Qi Mo.

I'm afraid that she' ll pour all her hatred towards me into Qi Mo body. Qi Mo's innocent, but Lin Anru' ve completely lost her mind. She's insane. I covered my chest and followed An Qingze in. Then, I saw that on the white bed, that little figure was wrapped tightly in a white cloth. It could not see his face or any part of his body.

My hand was tightly held in An Qingze hand. An Qingze sighed silently and did not move. I didn't dare to go over. I turned to An Qingze and said," It's not him, right?" "It's not Qi Mo, is it?"

An Qingze didn't answer me. I only heard a slight sigh. I turned around and grabbed him like a madman," It's not Qi Mo! An Qingze Tell me, tell me, it's not Qi Mo, right?"

I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't laugh. I wanted to cry, but I could n' t cry either. I suddenly didn't know what had happened to me. Was I alive or dead? I don't know what I should do, just like I do n' t understand what I'm still doing here.

Just an hour ago, I looked at the man I deeply loved and painfully told me that he would rather forget everything. I heard him begging me, he told me not to abandon him. Then, I realized that it wasn't that I did n' t love him anymore, but that I loved him very much. But at the same time, I clearly understood that I couldn't love him, I should n' t love him, I couldn't love him!

But love, how could it disappear easily after I said no? But now, I began to regret and panic. Is it because of my love that Qi Mo will suffer misfortune? Is it because I'm still secretly loving Qi Mu selfishly, so each of us will become so unlucky?

Love always existed. It did not disappear with my will, nor did it exist with my will. How can I control my heart? I can't control it! But why was love wrong? Love, could it be guilty? I had been carefully hiding my love, even if time flowed, even if the people around me were others, even if I thought there would be no result, even if I always thought that person had disappeared from this world. I still hid it carefully. I thought as long as I didn't say anything, I thought as long as I put it deep in my heart, it would be fine.

But why did I still suffer retribution? Why did I still accept such a fact? Trembling my hands and feet, I walked over step by step. I could feel my hands letting go of An Qingze, and my heart became even darker.

"Xiao Mo." I called out softly. But he didn't respond to me. The tiny body that the cloth held did n' t react at all. I wanted to shout. I wanted to shed more tears, but I stared blankly at the pale white lights in the hospital corridor. I didn't know where I was.

It was as if something had suddenly hit me. I rushed over and looked at the tiny figure on the bed." Xiao Mo, wake up. Look at Mommy?" Or, you're someone else's child, right? You're not Xiao Mo, are you?"

It was as if I had suddenly found something, as if I had grabbed a life-saving straw. I had found a kind of redemption in my life. I frantically started tearing at the bloodstained white cloth. That child wasn't Qi Mo!

An Qingze grabbed me and said," Enough, the child has already gone. Don't be like this!"

An Qingze grabbed me, but I didn't know when I came. I was so strong.

I struggled as hard as I could. I turned around and roared," Let go of me! Let go!" "I'm Qi Mo mother. I can feel that it's not my son. No, it's not at all!"

No one knew my son better than me. It wasn't Qi Mo, it was definitely not. I already said no, but why was it that all I saw from the eyes of the people around me was pity? No, I want to shout. I want to tell everyone that that child is not my son!

Why did An Qingze lie to me? I glared at him angrily. Why did he hold onto me? Why didn't he let me open the white sheet wrapped around the child? Why did n' t he let me take a good look at the child's face? That was clearly not my Qi Mo, but An Qingze insisted that it was Qi Mo!

"Ke'er, be clear-headed. Xiao Mo is no longer here. You must accept this fact. We still have the crescent moon, right? "Ke'er, stop moving. Stop looking. The child has already gone. If you really lift it up, I' m afraid you won't be able to escape this shadow for the rest of your life."

An Qingze hugged me tightly, but I couldn't listen to what he said. It was like some kind of super power, a strange phenomenon, something he said came in from my ear, then immediately went out.

"Qi Mu, our son is dead. Do you know?" I suddenly muttered.

I could feel the stiffness of An Qingze body, but I couldn't control myself anymore. I really could n' t stand it anymore. I turned around and hugged An Qingze." Qi Mu, is love wrong? Was our love really wrong? "Why didn't she just kill me instead of hate Qi Mo?"

An Qingze looked at me and my eyes turned red. My heart was about to explode in pain. He was also in pain. I was also in pain. Only Qi Mu wasn't there. Qi Mu did n' t know if he had completely forgotten?

"Qin Ke!" That voice sounded behind me and An Qingze.

I was shocked and then slowly turned around. I let go of An Qingze hand and he seemed to have forgotten to stop me.

"Qi Mu." Only then did my tears fall.

Qi Mu face was still very pale. He did not follow Lin Anru. I walked over step by step and placed my hand on Qi Mu face. His pale and pale face had changed.

"You're not like him anymore." I said softly, tears streaming down my face.

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